Shivers run down my spine,
I find myself lacking the confidence to move on.
I’m spinning and spinning,
My thoughts are racing.
 
Me chasing you,
You chasing me.
Who are we to scratch at the cage we have built ourselves?
 
I’m not what you see,
I’m what you feel.
 
Skin is the mirror,
Reflecting how it is.
And how you see it is,
Is what you want to hear.
 
The truth is hard to find,
In a world of lies.
 
Someone once told me,
Your shadow is your guardian angel.
Always there,
And commonly forgotten.
 
The dark isn’t enough to overrule,
The stars.
 
I can see in your eyes,
The walls crumbling to nothing.
My attempts to rebuild a world to it’s once glory,
Out of dust,
Is like hoping in a crowd full of people I don’t know,
You will be there,
Hundreds of miles from home.
 
The fire didn’t prevail,
And I spent the night in the dark.
 
The stars are my only friends,
At least the dark doesn’t pretend
To be someone I don’t know.
 
It consumes me when I’m empty,
And it’s always there.
Winter is my favorite time of year,
Because the dark greets me in the morning,
And lays me down to sleep.